She was sitting in the driver's seat staring out the side window when she heard the fumbling from the passenger seat. She glanced over just in time to see him rip the door open and lose all the contents of his stomach.

"Mulder," she leaned over and put a hand on his back. He appeared to have broken his fever from what she could feel.

He seemed to be done vomiting, and spit a few more times to be sure. "Scully," he said as he leaned back in his seat and closed his eyes. "I can't even begin-"

"Don't," she withdrew back to her seat but maintained eye contact.

"I don't know what was happening, I couldn't see straight let alone think, there was no excuse," he shook his head. "I-"

"Mulder you had an extremely adverse reaction to one of the compounds in the IV," she retorted quietly, "I know you'd never say those things… to me, if you were completely you."

"Scully I don't remember half of the things I said but what I do remember… Scully, I don't want those to have been the last words you might have heard me say," he tipped his head sideways. "Or the Skinman," he shook his head. "Am I healed?" he began examining his arms.

"It was touch and go there for a while," she responded, "But I think you'll hold out," she found his eyes again. "Mulder I sent Skinner to find William," she confessed.

His eyes jerked up to meet hers. "And does he know where he is?"

"He said that he was calling someone who had that information," she looked out the window. "But I don't think I want to go into that right now," she shook her head.

After a moment of processing the fact that he could have been in touch with his son all along, he inquired, "What is the status of civilization as we know it? I feel like I've been out for a few days," he said and rubbed his neck.

"You've been out for about 4 hours. Civilization is still scrambling but after that… visitation, people fled. I was able to get us off of the bridge. We can't really go very far right now," she motioned toward the cars still haphazardly parked or abandoned.

He looked around to get an idea about what area of town they were in. "We're on your side of town," he met her eyes. "Why don't we walk to your apartment?"

"Walk? Mulder its got to be a 30 minute walk from here and you're in no condition-"

"We'll walk slow. What have we got to lose at this point?"

She studied his face for a few seconds. "Mulder how do you know where my apartment is?"

"I may not have visited your apartment, Scully, but you forwarded your mail, didn't you?" He quickly responded. Much quicker than she was comfortable with.

She studied his face again. "All right, we'll walk."

He was surprised he agreed with her, and stepped out of the car, taking special care not to step into his vomit. "Hoo," He took a moment to lean on her car. She was fumbling in the back seat, shoving items into a bag.

She came to his side after her bag was sufficiently stuffed with medical supplies. "Okay Mulder, slowly," she put her arm around his waist and he leaned onto her slightly, arm around her shoulder.

"Oh Scully," he sighed, "I don't know what I'd do without you," he squeezed slightly.

"Don't even make me think about it," she grumbled as they walked.

Sorry so short, will hopefully update again sometime in the near future. Review!